A Drive

October 23, 2017
By jserene GOLD, HARTLAND, Wisconsin
jserene GOLD, HARTLAND, Wisconsin
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Grains of sand, beached on the cosmos’ shore, glare through my window.
Blankets of dusk conceal the naked, silent roads ahead.
Sirens blare, red and blue flash. I pull over, “Miss, you were speeding.”


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo.


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